The prophecy said she would be the one for me but I didn’t expect to fall her the moment I met her. I had been warned about a human girl all my life but my visions never warned me about how it feels. I saw myself meeting her tonight; I saw how happy I was. For once in my life, I actually felt a peace when I walked into that restaurant; my powers weren’t pressing me to heal everyone in the room that had anything from a paper cut to cancer.

My mind and eyes couldn’t look away from her. Winter has an aura like no other, like a glowing blue beacon and it’s beautiful, much like her. Her dark brown hair looks softer than fairy wings and her body was made to make angels fall. I can’t actually fall by mating with humans because that’s just a human rumour. We angels are born either light or dark, two light angels can have a dark angel child, and much like two dark angels can have a light child. We don’t mix our races yet somehow the Goddess always chooses who we belong too.

“We have a problem,” I say to Wyatt, flying down next to his car outside Winters apartment. I flew behind them, watching as he kissed her. I can’t say I’m a little jealous but I’m trying not to be.

“Yeah what?” he asks as he watches my wings. Supernaturals are always fantasised with our wings. We hide them from humans most the time and I was a little surprised that Winter didn’t see through my glamour tonight at the restaurant. Her powers are coming through but I’m not sure what they are, what she is.

“Jax is protecting her; our little wildfire is tangling with the wolves,” I tell Wyatt who looks over at me in shock.

“How?” He asks finally.

“Jax didn’t tell me. All I know is that he hasn’t killed her and they have swapped blood. He thinks of her as his pack. I didn’t see it in a vision until after it happened or I would have stopped it.” I tell Wyatt who nods.

“We always knew she would find us all. I’m more surprised that Jax didn’t try to kill her. I smelt a faint wolf on her but I assumed she has a friend at school.” Wyatt says and I nod.

“My visions aren’t clear about her. There is one but I’m only getting a party and a bad feeling.” I tell him.

“You need to work on that brother.” He smirks.

“I don’t like it. I’ve never been stopped from seeing something important before. Winter’s future is lost to me; all I see is death and love.” I say tensely, my visions have never been something I’ve feared but now they scare me.